Daily Struggle in Ancient Times (Farming)

Chapter 4

    Huo Laosan can be regarded as a celebrity in Lijia Village.

This person has grown stronger than others since he was a child, and he is also tall. His face is full of thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has inherited the good looks of the Huo family. It's just that this person has a bad temper, and there always seems to be a malevolent look between his brows, and he looks quite difficult to provoke.

However, he is the youngest son of the Huo family, and Mrs. Huo loves him the most. He is so used to mixing with the gangsters in the town at a young age, chasing chickens and dogs, which is a headache. But if you want to say that he really did something heinous, he really didn't, he just dangled around all day without doing his job.

Therefore, although the villagers have some opinions on him, thinking that he is a worthless slut, but if there is much fear, they are not.

Five years ago, the imperial court conscripted soldiers due to the war. According to the law, all members of the Huo family wanted to give birth to a man, but the eldest brother of the Huo family was ill, and the second Huo was slippery. He replaced Huo Erer and left with the conscription team.

Back then, there were more than a dozen young adults who walked with them. In the past few years, they have been in contact with their family members intermittently. Whether they are alive or dead in battle, the family members know about it. Only Huo Laosan, since the first day he left, has lost contact with his family, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive.

Everyone in the village said that Mr. Huo hated the Huo family.

Wei Yun remembered this incident very clearly. During that time, many people in the village were beating and crying. It lasted for several months. Even in his dreams at night, he was full of crying.

He didn't have many memories of Huo Laosan. The most profound thing was that this man's mischief caused his arm to hurt for many days, so that Wei Yun's arm started to ache again when he heard that this man came back.

Wei Yun tightly held the basket in his hand, left the bustle and returned home without hesitation.

A few days after the youngest of the Huo family came back, it was October 1st. According to the local custom, every household had to sweep the graves and burn cold clothes for the ancestors so that they could have a warm winter.

In previous years, the offerings of Wei Yun were all bought in the town, but this year he plans to make them himself.

The night before, Wei Yun put the rest of the chestnuts into the pot and boiled them. Brother Wei's fire last time was not bad, so Wei Yun continued to let him light the fire.

He was going to make chestnut cakes, which was Mother Wei's craft.

When Wei's mother was a child, she opened a dim sum shop at home, and she also made a lot of dim sum under her influence. She also learned a lot in the mansion after her family's fortunes fell and she was sold as a servant. It's just that Wei's mother suffered from the cold when she was sold, and her health has not been very good. It takes a lot of effort to make these snacks, and Wei's mother only occasionally beats teeth for the family.

This is also the first time Wei Yun has done since his mother's death.

He first melted a small piece of lard, mixed half of it with flour and added water to knead it into a dough, and half of it added a little maltose and a little flour to make a pastry.

At this time, the chestnuts in the pot are almost ripe. Wei Yun took out the chestnuts and put them in cold water, took out the nuts, mashed them into a puree, put them in a pot with bottom oil, added maltose and stir-fried repeatedly until the chestnut puree can be kneaded. It took shape before stopping.

Then divide the dough evenly into more than a dozen parts, roll it out thinly, spread the pastry on it, roll it out and knead it repeatedly, and finally mix the two into balls. Then roll the dough flat, wrap it with chestnut puree and knead it into a ball, then carefully flatten it, put it in a pan and fry it slowly over low heat.

Soon, the sweet smell permeated the entire kitchen, Wei Xiaodi, who had been sitting obediently and helping, couldn't help swallowing, he had never smelled such a good smell!

Wei Yun also let go of the heart that he had been carrying all the time. At least from the taste, there should be no failure.

The chestnut cakes were ready soon, piled golden on the stove, and the sweet smell made the mouth water.

Wei Yun gave two pieces to Brother Wei, and wrapped the rest in oiled paper, planning to bring it with him when he burned the paper tomorrow.

Wei Xiaodi stared longingly at the two fragrant cakes in front of him, and suppressed his greed: "I won't eat it either, I will bring it to my father and mother tomorrow."

Wei Yun pointed to the oiled paper bag: "Eat it, I will give it to my father." Mother kept a lot, these two dollars are a reward for brother Yu to obediently help elder brother."

Wei Xiaodi blinked and smiled embarrassedly: "I, I am very happy to help elder brother."

Wei Yun rubbed him and coaxed: "Brother is also very happy, so you can eat these two cakes without worry, and Mom and Dad will be very happy when they find out." "Then,

brother will eat with me."

Wei Yun thought After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and took a piece: "That's fine, brother Yu and I will share one piece." Seeing that Wei Xiaodi was smiling happily, he couldn't help but also laughed.

The chestnut cake is a bit dry compared to Wei's mother's. It should be that the chestnuts are fried too much or put in less oil. Although it affects the taste, the flaws are not concealed. Brother Wei is very happy to eat.

After he ate his own chestnut cake cherishingly, Wei Yun also stuffed half of the cake left in his hand to him: "Brother is full, I really can't eat half of this chestnut cake, wait for brother Yu at night." I'm hungry and eat."

The pancakes are only the size of a child's palm, and Wei Yun, a teenager, will never be unable to eat them, but he just wants Wei Xiaodi to eat more.

Although Xiaodi Wei is sensible, he is a child after all, so he couldn't resist the greed in his heart to accept it.

The family was poor, and they were reluctant to light oil lamps at night. The brothers took advantage of the morning to wash up, feed the pigs and chickens, and prepare the things for tomorrow's grave-sweeping, so they rested early.

Early in the morning, Wei Yun took Wei Xiaodi up the back mountain.

Wei's family was an outsider, and they were not buried in the ancestral grave in Lijia Village. The two graves stood alone not far from the ancestral grave.

The two brothers put the prepared things in front of the grave, carefully cleaned the weeds and bushes around the grave, then knelt down in front of the grave and burned the paper money and paper bundles they bought, and respectfully kowtowed three heads.

Different from Wei Yu's young age, Wei Yun still has an impression of Wei's grandfather and grandma. The two old people did not treat him harshly because he was a little brother, but loved him very much. When Wei's parents passed away, Wei Yun was already in his teens.

After the death of his parents, Wei Yun didn't recover for a long time. If it wasn't for the younger brother Wei to take care of him, he wouldn't know how long he would have been in a daze.

Kneeling here now, the grievances and helplessness accumulated over the past few days surged up, and I couldn't help but turn red: "Master, grandma, father, mother, I brought brother Yu to see you again. Everything is fine at home, I also brought chestnut cakes for you today. When I made it last night, I was afraid that it would be a waste of things and matches. Fortunately, God bless, it didn't go bad...." I talked a lot in my

heart The depression gradually dissipated a lot, and Wei Xiaodi, who was kneeling beside him, gently tugged at his sleeve: "Brother, can grandpa, grandma, father and mother hear you?" Wei Yun nodded firmly

: "Of course."

When the two brothers went down the mountain, most of the people left. Wei Yun led Wei Xiaodi along the path that he stepped down the mountain, and he saw a group of people at the foot of the mountain. The cry of the child was heard.

"Little bastard, is my mother short of you to eat or short of you to drink! You want to eat offerings before you go down the mountain. You are a starving ghost, and you can't wait for a while. Why didn't my mother soak you in the water and let you die?" Live to embarrass my old lady! You don't even look at it, this offering is for you to eat, you don't know how to work, you only know what to eat, and you deserve to eat it! My old lady will teach you a lesson today, and see if you dare to reach out in the future! "

Wei Yun walked over and saw that the Huo family's grandson, Goudan, was sitting on the ground and crying loudly. The second sister-in-law Huo was threatening to hit her, but Aunt Huo hurried to stop her: "It's just a snack, it's not worth your anger!"

Second Sister Huo's complexion changed, and she said with a miserable face: Mother, could it be that I didn't know it was just a snack? But the family is poor, the eldest brother spent so much money on medical treatment, and the debt has just been paid off, and the family has no extra money. The third brother has a broken leg and needs to be healed, the family still needs to eat, the third brother has to get married, brother Tong is not young anymore, and he needs to save a dowry. "

Second Aunt Huo became more and more sad as she spoke, and raised her hand to beat the dog again: "This prodigal bastard is still so ignorant, if you don't teach me a lesson, how can I live a good life!" "

Aunt Huo's complexion is very ugly. How can she not hear that Second Aunt Huo is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai!

This second daughter-in-law has always been a master who wants to pick up other people's things. She is quite enthusiastic. When she heard that Dacheng's legs were not getting better and she had to take medicine to support her, she immediately changed her attitude, and even urged her second child to separate.

She didn't even think about it, how could all the good things take the place of the bad things? If it wasn't for Dacheng, she would have been the head of the family. She wanted to separate the family, but she didn't like it!

Mrs. Huo didn't care about this, let her raise the little brother of the uncle's family. If you work, you can get a lot of gifts in the future. But if you want her to raise a disabled brother-in-law, there is no way!

She has been inquired by the head of the family in the past few days. Just like my uncle, it costs more than a dozen taels of silver just to take medicine to support him. In the bottomless pit, whoever loves to dance should dance, but she, Wang Guihua, doesn't dance.

Aunt Huo yelled at her second son who had nothing to do with her: "You still don't pull her away!"

Second Huo chuckled: "Mother, what Osmanthus fragrans said is right, Goudan is almost six years old, and he should I'm sensible." The implication is that she doesn't want to care about this matter, and she and her daughter-in-law have the same nostrils.

"You, you, you..." Aunt Huo trembled angrily, and the dark and skinny little brother beside him hurriedly gave him relief with tears in his eyes.

The man leaning on crutches and keeping his head down said nothing, "Mother, let's split up."

The crowd was in an uproar, and Aunt Huo's eyes widened in surprise. She couldn't believe it: "Dacheng, what are you talking about?

" With his head down, like a big cat ambushing its prey, he said quietly, word by word: "Let's split up."

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